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This story is fiction. Nothing in this story is real. I made it all
up. Will maybe some of it is true.

CAUGHT BY THE WIFE! Written by: Baby Jay NY

I've been wearing diapers since I was 15. I loved the feeling
when I put one on and slide a pair of plastic pants over the diaper.
They are so warm and comfortable. I never used them just like
wearing them. When I wear my diapers I'm usually alone. When I wear
my diapers I forget the BS of the day and dream back to the time
when I was a baby. Someone taking care of me not having a care in
the world except, for diaper changing, feeding and sleeping.

We all get older and for some of us, that time fades away. I'm
glad that I have something that I can do to reduce the stress in my
life. Something to calm me down and give me peace of mind. And I am
not ashamed of it either. No one knew about my secret. Until one day
my wife found out.

My wife Christine found out about two years ago. I was a manager
of a gas station. I worked 72 hours a week. When I get home I'm
exhausted. We've been having problems with our marriage. We have our
good days and our bad days. We go out whenever Christine wants to.
We go to the movies, plays and concerts. Our vacations are nice
ones. I do what ever Christine wants to do or go. I spend all my
free time with Christine and do what she wants. I work long hours
and I know that I am not always around. I think I owe it to her. For
the past two years. I have tried everything to get us back to the
way we were when we were first married. Our love making was OK but
there was something missing. I let her have her way and settled for
what every, she gave me. I know it was wrong but I love her. Now we
make love only on a Sunday and only at night. So I just gave up and
have been miserable ever since.

I got home one Wednesday night. I was tired, dirty and exhausted.
I had a headache from all the stress of the day. I just wanted to
take a nice hot shower put my diaper on and go to sleep. I said good
night Christine and went to bed with my diaper and plastic pants on.
I must have fallen asleep in an instant because I don't remember
anything.

What the hell is this? I hear. John wake up. John. I woke up to
find Christine kneeling above me naked. What's the matter? OH I'm
sorry is it Sunday? What are you wearing my dear? Oh them don't
worry about it Christine it's nothing just go to sleep. Hoping to
make like it wasn't a big deal. John, are you sick? Why are you
wearing a diaper? OK Christine you caught me. I have been wearing
diapers for the last two years. John are you sick? Do you have
bladder infection? No Christine I am not sick. I wear a diaper as a
stress relief from work. Sometimes I need this to continue working
73 hours a week. So we can have sex once a week and only on Sunday
night. It was on my mind and it just slipped out. Would you like to
discuss this? Christine its no big deal. It's late I'm really tired
and I had a very hard day. I have to get up at 5am. Please not now.
But when John she said? Tomorrow, maybe Sunday when I have off. I
turned my head into the pillow and went out.

Sunday came a little to fast for my blood. John you promised we
were going to discuss why you are wearing a diaper to bed. OK
Christine if you must know. I wear diapers to bed because they are
so comfortable. They help me relax so I can go to sleep with some
kind of peace.

They bring me back in time when I was a baby and I didn't have a
care in the world. Nothing to think about except, diaper changes,
feeding time, sleeping and nap time. It helps me if I have a bad day
at work or a bad day at home. Like when I come home and the only
thing you can say to me is, why did you leave your coffee cup on the
table? Why didn't you take the garbage out? I wear the diapers
Christine to get away from you. I retreat into my own little baby
world. Our married life Christine has not been good. I make sure I
have a steady income to give you the things that you need and
deserve. I love you Christine and I am sorry for deceiving you. I do
everything for you. Man does not live on work and money alone. He
needs a wife that cares for him, pays attention and doesn't make
love by a calendar. Yes Christine by the calendar I said. We make
love only on a Sunday and it has to be at night. I have to go to
work Monday at 5am in the morning. We used to make love once or
twice a week. Morning noon or night. What the hell happened to us?
Is it me? Don't you love me anymore? Again, I'm sorry honey. It's
late and I have to get up early. I know its Sunday but make believe
it's a holiday. Good night. I love you very much. I kissed her and
went into the extra bedroom. I heard her crying. I felt like a real
shit head but she had to be told if there was any chance of saving
our marriage.

Monday came and went like any other Monday. Tuesday night when I
came home from work I opened the door and Christine was standing at
the door waiting for me. I said Hi and closed the door behind me.
You look exhausted. Let me help you take your cloths off. I can do
it. No, mommy will take them off for her little baby boy. I thought
I heard her say mommy? Ya right. I started to walk away. She grabbed
my belt and spanked my bottom. I said I will take them off. I did
hear her say mommy. I said OK mom.

No No Baby Johnny. I'm not your mom. I am your Wife/Mommy and
babies your age can not talk yet. Now come with mommy and see what a
nice surprise she has for her little boy. You have been such a good
baby I thought you deserved this special surprise. I followed her
down the hallway to the bathroom. I was totally naked nothing on. I
was in my birthday suit at 8 pm on a Tuesday? I think I'm in the
wrong house.

We walked to the bathroom she was holding my hand like I was a
baby. Now you go in first Johnny. I went into the bathroom. The tub
was filled with hot steamy water. The bubbles were overflowing the
tub. This is for me? Yes my little one. Now let mommy check to make
sure the water is not to hot. I don't want my baby to burn his cute
little hinny. OK just right. Let me help you in. I sat down the
bubbles were tickling me all over even my now rock hard rod. OH this
is wonderful. She said babies your age can not talk yet, remember?
All they know is baby talk. From now on you are my 18 month baby
Johnny. Understand? Without even thinking I put my thumb into my
mouth and she said very well. Now you play with your toys and I will
be back in a minute to wash you all up. TOYS? I reached under the
bubbles and found a rubber fish, a duck and a shark. I was filling
them up with water and squeezing the water out through their mouths
all over the bathroom tiles. I was enjoying the hell out of this.

Christine came back into the bathroom wearing an apron with
babies, diaper pins, bottles and a clown in the middle of her apron.
She really looked cute. Just like a little mother. Kneeling by the
tub she reached for my Johnson's Baby Shampoo and started to wash my
hair. Her fingers felt great on my scalp.

With the hand held shower she rinsed my hair. She grabbed a wash
cloth and soaped it up with lots of lather. She started at the back
of my ears. She was in my ears. She said laughing I think you're
growing potatoes in here. Then worked her way down my neck, down my
belly and around to my back. She was very thorough. But that's
Christine very thorough. OK baby Johnny stand up for mommy so I can
wash the bottom half. I was embarrassed to get up. I had a raging
hard on. Come on get up for mommy. Come on I'll help you. She
grabbed my arm and helped me get up. I put my hand in front of it.
She said nothing to be embarrassed about mommies always see there
little babies pee pee. Open wide. I opened my legs and she started
washing my legs. Resoaping the cloth. She went up to my balls and
pee pee as she called it. And gave them a good cleaning.

I was getting weak in the knees. I was so hot I thought I would
blow my load right there. This doesn't look good I heard her say. I
looked down to see what she was talking about. Babies do not have
hair down here. Come to think of it babies don't have any hair, well
maybe except their head. I have had my mustache since 1966. I have
never shaved it off, never. She gave me a wicked grin. She reached
into the medicine cabinet and took my shaving cream and razor out. I
started to panic.

Now now baby Johnny mommy is in charge. Mommy wouldn't hurt you.
She put the shaving cream all over my body including my stash.

I had no no in my eyes. But she had yes yes in her hand. She
shaved me bald except for my head, thank goodness. Now you look just
like a little baby. I'm not that tall to begin with only 5'. I weigh
about 123 pounds wet. But I am pretty fit. Rinsing me off again with
the hand held shower she sat me back down. Ok baby Johnny all done.
Do you want to play for another 15 minutes, while mommy gets your
things ready for bed de bye? I filled up the shark with water and to
get even for shaving off my stash. I squeezed it at her until it was
empty. Shave my stash off I said to myself. She started to laugh and
splashed me back. I'll take that as a yes.

She came back in 15 minutes or so. She had a fluffy towel and
helped me up and started to dry me off. She is singing "Rub a
dub dub, baby Johnny is out of the tub". Wrapping the towel
around me we went to our bedroom. I was shocked at what I saw. A
changing pad (which I didn't have) my diapers, plastic pants and
baby powder on our bed. We went over to the bed. My heart was racing
so fast I thought I would pass out. Taking the towel off me she
pushed me down on the diaper. She picked up the baby powder and
sprinkled it all over my grown. My pee pee was pointing straight up.
I didn't think she would get the diaper on with my rod standing a
attention. But she managed taping the sides and pulled the plastic
pants up and over my diaper and my hard pee pee. Johnny you make one
cute little baby. Especially without your mustache. You look like
the first day we met. You always looked younger than you were.
That's why you always got proofed and I didn't. She grabbed one of
my shirts that were two sizes to small for me. My customers gave me
them each Christmas. She pulled me up to a sitting position and put
the shirt over my head and down to my waste. She combed my hair and
stood me up. The shirt just bearly covers my bottom. I turned around
and she started laughing. I wish you were a girl. Ruffle pants would
look adorable on you with that shirt so short on you. I tried to
pull the back of my shirt down a little. She grabbed my hand and we
went to the kitchen. Now it's time for my little baby to eat some
din din. I had such a warm feeling holding Christine's hand while we
walked to the kitchen. I have never had this feeling with her
before. Here she was taking care of me even after the hard time I
gave her Sunday. I truly love this woman.

Dinner was great. I had my own bib, my own dish. She fed to too.
Just like a baby. I was as happy and contented as I have ever been
in our marriage. And not because I was being treated as her baby.
Because, she was paying attention to me after two years of marriage.
Christine was taking care of me. That really filled my heart with
love for her. I loved her that's why I never said anything to her
about what was happening to us. I'm sitting there not at the head of
the table like I always do. She is in my seat feeding me. She feeds
me the last of the meal and takes the dish and spoon to the sink.
She's over by the stove doing something. I can't see what she is
doing because her back is to me. My face and my hands are a mess.
Food is all over the bib. I went to take a napkin to wipe my face.
She scared me when she hit my hand and said you're not done with din
din yet little one. I look up at her and she has a baby bottle in
her hand. I'm surprised at what she has in her hand and what she
thinks she is going to give me. I put my arms and hands up to say no
way. She looks at me and reminds me that she is in charge tonight
and I will do what mommy wants me to do or she will not hesitate to
pull my diaper down and give my hinny a good spanking. She sits back
down and puts the nipple of the bottle on my lips and tells me its
time for babies' baba. I blush red big time. I open my mouth
slightly and the nipple slips into my mouth. That's a good boy. I
like when you listen to mommy. I started to suck on the nipple but
nothing was coming out. So I sucked a little harder. Soon warm milk
was passing my tongue and into my belly. I finish the bottle and she
grabs a wet towel and cleans me up. Face, hands, ears, neck. I had
food all over me. She removes the bib and we start heading for the
bedroom. She said to me. It's your regular bed de bye time so I
don't want to hear a word out of you. We enter our bedroom hand in
hand. She pulls the covers down. She helps me into bed and pulls the
covers up and tucks me in.

Now my little baby Johnny. You go sleepie now. I hope you have
wonderful dreams tonight. I will see you in the morning. She kisses
me. A long and very passionate kiss. While running her fingers threw
my hair she whispers I love you John. I'm sorry for the things I
didn't do for you. Things will change my love, I promise. Another
kiss and she turns off the light and returns down stairs. I fell
asleep shortly after.

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